cameoamalthea:

Legally a house can be haunted and failure to disclose that the property is haunted can constitute fraudulent misrepresentation and is grounds for recession of contract. Meaning poltergeists are legally treated the same as termites or other pests.

This sounds like a cryptid post but this is actual U.S. case law. 

The issue came up in a case where a family bought a house and later discovered it was on a ghost tour. The buyer had no way of knowing the house was haunted since that’s no something buyer’s usually ask, but the previous owner knew and should have disclosed it. Since the owner had reported paranormal activity in both local and national publications describing at length how  haunted the house was court decided they couldn’t very well say there’s no such thing as ghosts now.

This resulted in legal precedent that recognizes the existence of haunted houses. Also the court’s opinion is probably the most entertaining legal opinion you will ever read.

This post does not constitute legal advice 

a-fragile-sort-of-anarchy:

My new meds make my skin throw a fit. It’s not terribly bad, just a few things here and there, but it’s bumming me out because I’ve never really had too many run-ins with acne.

My four-year-old sister, however, is under the impression that it’s just “3D freckles”, and that they look very, very pretty. She wants all of my freckles to “pop out”, especially the ones across my nose; they’re her favourite.

And it puts me in this weird position where I can’t say, “No, this is acne, and it’s bad,” because I don’t want to teach her that it’s a bad to have unclear skin, you know?

Because the more I think about interactions I have with children, the more I realise that children will consistently compliment “flaws” until they’ve been taught not to.

Like, a kid at the library, whose sister has vitiligo, saw my scars once and suggested that his sister and I should be cats for Halloween, since I have “tabby skin” and she has “calico skin”. “I can be a black cat,” he immediately added. “It’s not AS cool, but they’re the spookiest.”

When I started losing weight, my little brother immediately demanded that I gain it back, because I wasn’t as comfortable to cuddle with anymore.

And my other little sister always wants to wear her paint-stained clothes to school so that “everyone can tell [she’s] an artist”.

I don’t know. I guess talking to little kids just reminds me that all of this superficial shit we worry about really is 100% made up.

possession:

hate when you reblog a random cropped aesthetic post and some fool comes in your inbox like “this is from an incest hentai ye wee cunting man and if it isnt deleted by 2 pm yer callout will be strewn about the daily post” like aye how was i supposed tae know, and a better question why do you know this sire

penny-anna:

penny-anna:

penny-anna:

penny-anna:

penny-anna:

Consider: Hobbits unused to carrying swords, initially VERY unclear on when it’s appropriate to whip em out

Merry and Pippin have a disagreement over, idk, whether cake or pie is better and both draw their swords like ‘HAVE AT THEE’ 

meanwhile Aragorn in the background like, boys please, please boys those are sharp

Frodo: *napping*

Boromir: hey Frodo wake up we need to talk-

Sam: he’s having his nap sir

Boromir: Sam please this is important

Sam: *draws his fucking sword* HE’S HAVIN HIS NAP GO AWAY

Frodo is slightly more sensible & very polite

Frodo: *sees Aragorn with his sword drawn* oh is there trouble. should i get out my sword

Aragorn: …no that’s alright

Frodo: are you sure it’s no trouble

Aragorn: Frodo if i want you to draw your sword I’ll. I’ll say so alright

Frodo: ah, alright 🙂 just say the word

Boromir: *grabs Sam’s sword* ok I’m confiscating this till you learn how to use it appropriately

Sam: *does not let go*

Boromir: *pulls harder*

Sam: *still does not let go*

Boromir: *slowly dragging Sam across the ground* HOW ARE YOU SO STRONG

Frodo: *waking up* WHAT… is going on

Boromir: *holding sword like 6 feet up in the air w Sam dangling off it* um

Sam: I’m handling it Mr Frodo go back to sleep

dynastylnoire:

thewonderfulkatsukinikifrovs:

White people with dreadlocks who scream “the Celts had locks” every time you get called out. Stop. Just stop.

I’m mixed race and a Celt so here I am to tell you that Celtic people do not traditionally wear locks. Any Celt in the Isles today could tell you that. Most Celts living in North America could tell you that. Most Creole people who are Celtic could tell you that. 

Observe. 

See this? This is called plaiting. It’s a type of braiding. THIS is the Celtic and Nordic style that ancient Romans mistook for dreadlocks because they were Colonial Imperialists who didn’t see or care about the differences between the cultures they were “conquering.”

If you are Celtic, Nordic or trying to emulate Celtic culture (which is a discussion for another day) and you have dreadlocks all that says to me is that you don’t care about or respect those differences either.

I apologize on behalf of Celts with locks and random white people with locks who try to make this excuse. I can only hope correcting them might make a bit of a difference.

Bless

minerva-is-a-robot:

minerva-is-a-robot:

i think the basic difference between taz and cr is best illustrated by how they both handle zone of truth

in cr you have to tell the truth, but you can choose to not answer

in taz you are compelled to tell as many truths as you can get out, question-relevant or not

question: did you murder that stranger

critical role: i don’t know who that guy is (technically not a lie, since he’s a stranger)

the adventure zone: NOT ONLY DID I MURDER THAT MAN, I WENT INTO HIS CLOSET AND LICKED ALL HIS VESTS BECAUSE THEY WERE VERY STYLISH AND I NEEDED TO MAKE SURE NOBODY ELSE WOULD WANT THEM

cumpliantly:

mutilatedmemories:

Open relationships seem to be becoming more popular which is cool, but this should be kept in mind:

If your partner is allowed to flirt and mess around with other people, and you’re not, you’re not in an open relationship. You’re being strung along, manipulated, and emotionally abused by someone who wants to do what they want on their terms, and control you at the same time.

Get out.

this also goes for bi & pan people whose significant other only allows them to see people of one gender!!

jakemorph:

jakemorph:

use the word “lewd” and i kill you. thansk

god i wish you were kinnable